Mia awoke to the vibration from her cell phone. The pillow was wet against her cheek as she tilted the phone towards her face. The vibration wasn't caused by a FaceTime request, but by a text message reading:
"I love you more than I love myself. Don't worry or stress about where my heart is. It's with you."
Fresh tears rolled down her cheek and was added to the damp collection on the pillow. After a moment's thought, she texted back:
"Just hurry home to me, baby."
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Fireworks 3 and 4
FanfictionThe next chapters in the Fireworks saga... (Books 1 and 2 are in a separate book file)
